[Chang Geng was visiting the local blacksmiths under the pretense of getting his sword looked at...he's not telling anyone the real reason he's been going around, asking questions and taking a look at the craftsmanship on display. In fact, with the way he's smiles politely it's hard to tell he has any ulterior motives.
He'd just entered when he noticed a young man (a child, really though Chang Geng mused that at twenty he himself was only a few years older, in truth).]
Are you looking to get your first sword?
[Chang Geng was still dressed like he walked out of a Chinese period drama with the long hair and sword to match...mostly because he had been travelling with enough clothes (read: two outfits) that spending money on more didn't seem like a priority when he could just wash one while wearing the other. At least he wasn't also travelling this time.]
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He'd just entered when he noticed a young man (a child, really though Chang Geng mused that at twenty he himself was only a few years older, in truth).]
Are you looking to get your first sword?
[Chang Geng was still dressed like he walked out of a Chinese period drama with the long hair and sword to match...mostly because he had been travelling with enough clothes (read: two outfits) that spending money on more didn't seem like a priority when he could just wash one while wearing the other. At least he wasn't also travelling this time.]